pushes ky down a flight of stairs

RUDE!

_{i’m going to bed… i’ve tried writing for the last 2 hours and all i got was this headache.}

The dropping of human guises is a development shared by the foul mouthed blond, who in his anger finally gives way to the spirit bound within him, a curse of violent fury to be bestowed upon the sinful.

Flesh and muscle dissolve, leaving behind the off-white scaffolding of bone as Blaze appears to gain a few inches in height. Zarathos’ unrivaled might becomes the factor that empowers such a vessel of death and unavoidability, the objectives of the host replaced by what vengeance embodied wishes to attempt next.

“The choice isn’t yours to

M̵͢͢A͏Ķ̢͢E,” intones an ethereal voice, showing that a new player has entered the fray. Before the Rider’s gaze, Ky’s petulant habits prove to be an ineffective offense. No amount of yelled objections could change a mind so bent on avenging the innocent that matters relating to circumstance are put aside.

“This place is not your home. You will be returned to your fetid place of origin before the next break of day.” Placing himself on a time schedule, the Rider sets to work by first securing the transforming half-breed more than already was, chains turning red-hot and searing as a raised boot is used to push the young male back onto the ground, like prey presenting its belly to the hunter.

“Ky’lar Richardson, your penance is

P͜͠A͏̀S̨̛͡T ̢D̡U͞͏Ȩ͢.”

_{The half-breed absolutely thought he had more time to explain himself. To attempt to worm his way out of this mess, but doing so now seemed close to impossible.}

_{Fighting could get him far – maybe even manage to get him out of the chains, but he doubted it would be worth it. His limited knowledge of the other didn’t benefit him – all it did was serve to make him a bit more nervous. More so as he knew this would most likely end badly.}

_{At least with Johnny – the human part – he may have had a chance to explain himself. With the Rider, it looked like any, and all attempted explanations would inevitably fail.}

_{However, that wouldn’t stop him from trying; not even as the chains that bound him became tighter and then started to burn his flesh. If he had a real plan, maybe he’d been able to get out of this, but no such luck.}

_{All he could possibly do was let out a deep hiss as he was kicked back to the ground like a common murderer or even criminal. He wasn’t one though – there wasn’t anything common about him.}

_{The lives he took were a mere handful in the grand scheme of things ( or so he thought ) and there was doubt in his mind they even mattered. It wasn’t like he could simply stop himself from losing control. Maybe at one time he had a chance to, but he blew that away just like any offer to help gain some semblance of control.}

_{“You’re wrong,” he managed to spit out through pained hisses. “I was born here.” Ky was about to try to explain more, but instead he yanked at the chains. In his mind, it was an an attempt to get free…even if it wouldn’t get him far.}

_{“I’m not… going back. You don’t know what they’ll do me.” It was uncertain what exact ‘punishment’ his family would enact for being sent back so… forcefully. Even more so being sent back by the Rider, but there was one thing that was clear… He’d hear about it until the end of days.}

leif-eriksson:

ᴀʟᴇxᴀɴᴅᴇʀ sᴋᴀʀsɢåʀᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴛᴜᴍɪ

^{He might have been persuasive but not clever enough, in Thor’s opinion. Why was he depicting himself as someone who shouldn’t be allowed inside Asgard? Then again, maybe that was a good thing. It certainly made his job of driving the stranger out easier than he anticipated. In his mind, he fully believed that he could defeat anyone who threatened either him or his people.}

^{While his brother would have cautioned him against underestimating someone by their looks alone, he tended to rely more on brute force to determine whether someone could easily be bested or not. And from the stranger’s thin, scrawny appearance, any fight between them would last only a few seconds.}

^{“Then it is a mistake I shan’t make. Leave.”}

^{Maybe he should THANK the man for being so forthcoming with his true persona. The thought of letting someone like him into Asgard no longer sat well with him, and now, he saw no reason to continue the conversation and to give the stranger any space to move forward.}

_{“It’s not as simple as that.”}

_{Actually, it was. Ky could have took his leave right then and never looked back. It would have put a major damper on his plans – even to the point where he’d have been set back for months or even years, but it wasn’t the first time it had happened. Nor, did he truly believe it would be the last.}

_{However, he wasn’t going to let that happen this time around; if this didn’t work, he’d have only a few options left. One, would be a straight up idiotic idea, and the next would simply be to submit. Both options, for the moment were not appealing, and it was why he wanted to create a third or even forth.}

_{“Or, maybe it is, but I didn’t think Asgardians were willing to throw anyone into a needless slaughter.”}

_{“WELL , WE KIND’A GOTTA KNOW A LOT OF YOU BETTER , SO SORRY ‘F IT GETS LOST IN THE MIX .” they kind of had trouble being able to tell WHO THE FUCK WAS WHO when quaking over every power grabbing and power drunk bitch that sat their ass on something mocking a throne .}

_{“why don’t i just ……………… save it …… for later ……” THIS WAS FINE .}

_{EYES NARROWED TO RESEMBLE A GLARE IN their direction. it was FOOLISH to admit the truth. even for something as simple as that. ky HATED demons – especially when they grated on his nerves. all that BIRTHRIGHT had landed him was IDIOTS trying to get theirselves together around him. it was DISGUSTING.}

_{“or,” he said, a slight grin spreading across his lips as he spoke. “i’ll poor it all over your head.” not that ky would LOWER himself to do such a task, but it was a THREAT all the same.}

_{attachment was something that came rarely to the demon; sometimes it happened out of necessity and others it was merely spending enough time to become comfortable with another. this time around, ky was attached, but not in the ways above. no, this was purely out of amusement, and maybe one day he’d get the rider to do everything he wanted.}

_{not that it mattered now; he’d grown used to the other’s presence. used to how they were and how they hated ky’s advances. he wouldn’t have it any other way. “i’m not attached.” a lie – a massive one. “and i want more than just his death, but… it will do.”}

_{// @diversifiedpersonas xxx}